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She did not wince. ‘Forgive me, Mrs Sindlesham, but do you tell me this inheritance that Melusine has fought so hard to recover is completely wasted?’ The old lady gave him a sharp look. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut.
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